Reunion
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"Wen Yan, the coming-of-age ceremony is about to begin, hurry up."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Wen Yan took one last look at her light makeup in the mirror.
Not bad, very beautiful, very cute, the long hair is very smooth, and the bangs are also fluffy and smooth.
She closed her eyes, turned off the mirror, and turned her uneasy gaze toward the classroom window, where the camphor trees swayed like rolling green waves.
This is the third year since my sister left.
Since she left that day, she hasn't returned home for three years - at least she hasn't returned when Wen Yan was at home.
She didn't even come back for the Chinese New Year.
When he was still in college, he said he was busy with internship, and after graduation, he said he was busy working overtime.
My parents told me that after graduating from university, Wen Zhili gave up the opportunity to continue his studies at Beicheng University and joined a domestic first-tier Internet company.
This company is notorious for being picky about academic qualifications, and generally won't consider applicants with less than a master's degree from a top-tier prestigious university.
Wen Zhili was personally poached and hired by the company's CTO as an exception based on her gold medal in an international programming competition. You can imagine how outstanding she is.
It was worth it. We were still kissing the night before, and the next day we resolutely left home to do the internship.
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Since that day, the two have never seen each other again and have never spoken a word to each other.
Three years is not a long time.
The beautiful and painful memories are still vivid in my mind.
It’s not short either.
It was enough to forget the other person's voice and breath, and the curve of the tip of the tongue against the roof of the mouth when pronouncing the other person's name.
And today—they will meet again.
There are still three months before Wen Yan's college entrance examination, and Wen Zhili is coming to accompany Wen Yan to attend the school's coming-of-age ceremony.
It was originally agreed that Mom would come. A week ago, Lu Wanqing suddenly told Wen Yan that she had a big business deal coming up and she would lose money if she didn't do it.
Wen Yan didn't care and thought it was just a ceremony.
"It's okay. I'll take a leave for my coming-of-age ceremony."
"No, I've already told your sister to go. It just so happens that you two sisters have been so busy these past three years that you haven't seen each other for a long time."
Their parents didn't know they had lost contact.
In this regard, the two of them lied and showed the tacit understanding that is unique to sisters.
Fortunately, Wen Zhili was busy with work, and Wen Yan decided to live on campus after entering high school. When he was busy with his studies, he would only go home for half a day every two weeks, so the situation was not exposed.
Wen Yan was stunned on the other end of the phone for a long time before she asked softly, "Did my sister agree? She... is coming to attend my coming-of-age ceremony?"
"Yeah, why, are you unhappy?"
“…”
"Of course I'm happy, of course I'm happy."
Although Wen Yan couldn't understand why someone who didn't even want to go home to see him during the Chinese New Year was willing to come to attend this so-called coming-of-age ceremony for him.
I still can't suppress the anticipation for this day and the uneasiness about the unknown in my heart.
What does she look like now?
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Wen Yan shook his head to clear his messy thoughts, then walked towards the playground with the bustling classmates.
The playground is the main venue for holding coming-of-age ceremonies. It has been decorated with a temporary coming-of-age gate and some balloons and other things.
The school doesn't allow dresses, and Wen Yan has no interest in it.
However, makeup is allowed. At this time, many groups of people have gathered on the playground, and most of the girls have put on makeup and are taking pictures together.
Many parents who arrived early had already gathered around the playground, but they were not allowed to enter until the session started.
Wen Yan didn't dare to look over there, for fear of catching a glimpse of a familiar figure.
Not long after entering the playground, Wen Yan felt someone patting her back.
Turning around, what came into view was Shen Guangxi's brightly smiling face.
"Do you know how incredibly beautiful you are today? Just now, when you walked over here, many people were staring at you."
Wen Yan also smiled at her.
"You look beautiful today too."
Shen Guangxi was admitted to this high school with her, and the two have always had a good relationship.
However, they were not assigned to the same class at the beginning of the school year. In his second year of high school, Shen Guangxi decided to take the art exam route and was assigned to the art class. In addition, later on - Wen Yan cast her gaze on the thin boy with glasses behind her who was also smiling happily.
Shen Guangxi is also in love.
So Wen Yan usually spends most of her time at school with her deskmate, Jiang Zhu.
As they were chatting, Jiang Zhu suddenly appeared from nowhere. Her eyes immediately fell on Wen Yan, and she was instantly surprised.
"Wow, Yanyan, you are so cute today."
Wen Yan still smiled and replied to her: "You are really beautiful too."
In fact, when Jiang Zhu is quiet, his temperament is a bit like Wen Zhili, gentle and elegant.
But when it comes to speaking, it's completely different. She is a chatterbox, like Qin Zhen, or even more eccentric than Qin Zhen.
Although the two are already very familiar with each other and usually speak bluntly, it is still necessary to praise each other in such occasions.
A few people took pictures and laughed for a while. After Jiang Zhu and Zhang Kaiyang left, Shen Guangxi nudged Wen Yan with his arm.
"Hey, are you...ready?"
She was referring to the fact that Wen Zhili would be coming later.
She knew what happened three years ago.
Wen Yan lowered his eyes and nodded to her.
"Okay, then I'll go find my mom first."
"good."
After Shen Guangxi left, some friends came to take pictures with Wen Yan, including some classmates she didn't know. Wen Yan smiled and cooperated with them throughout the whole process, but she was a little absent-minded.
After a while, the coming-of-age ceremony officially began.
The students stood in line according to the pre-arranged positions.
The parents also lined up outside the venue in advance according to their order, and then lined up to enter the venue one by one.
The music started and parents began to enter.
Wen Yan just looked at the school leaders on the rostrum, and wondered in her heart if there was anything wrong with her light makeup today.
Parents walked by one after another.
Wen Yan didn't look back until a familiar fragrance appeared beside her, even though her heartbeat was so loud that it almost betrayed her.
She didn't say anything, and neither did the person next to her.
The classmates around them were already chatting and joking with their parents, but the two of them were still standing quietly in the middle, looking out of place.
…
It seemed like hundreds of years had passed before the person beside her finally seemed to be ready to take on the responsibility of being a sister and took the initiative to say:
"You've grown up."
There is no name and no beginning or end.
After a two-second pause, he continued, "Very beautiful."
His voice was still the same as it was three years ago, gentle and clear.
Just hearing the sound was enough to make Wen Yan blush.
She stared at the ground with her eyes downcast, unable to reply, "You are beautiful too," because she still didn't have the courage to turn around and look at that person.
So he just said "hmm" stiffly.
The two of them fell into awkward silence again.
Not long after, the school leader picked up the microphone and chattered something that Wen Yan couldn't hear.
Her attention was completely drawn to the familiar fragrance that was so close yet so far away from her nose.
Wen Zhili doesn't have the habit of wearing perfume, this scent is just her original body odor.
Wen Yan mustered up the courage to glance at the other person.
I only vaguely saw that she was wearing a light blue waist-hugging shirt and dark loose jeans today.
The hair style is still long and straight black.
It seems that my dressing style has changed a little bit.
By the way, three years have passed, why haven’t I grown as tall as her?
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"Yanyan."
"Ah! Hmm?"
Wen Zhili's sudden voice instantly pulled Wen Yan out of his trance.
She turned her head subconsciously.
Then the figure that had been haunting me fell right into my sight.
The moment her gaze met those smiling eyes, her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
I can't see or hear anything.
All that's left is this face I've been thinking about day and night, and the longing that's rushing through my throat.
She still had the habit of unbuttoning the second button of her shirt.
"I heard that your parents planned to buy you a car as a coming-of-age present, but you didn't want it?"
Wen Yan came back to his senses.
"Oh, oh... yes. I thought, if you don't want the company, I don't need such an expensive gift. So they plan to give me... um... a new Graff necklace."
As he spoke, Wen Yan secretly glanced at Wen Zhili's neck.
When Wen Zhili was 18 years old, she used the pocket money and scholarship she had saved for a long time to buy her a necklace, which was a Bulgari necklace.
The mother-of-pearl inlaid with diamonds complements Wen Zhili's gentle and elegant temperament.
It’s not a new model, but it’s the most expensive one Wen Yan can afford.
My sister wore it until she left home.
Even though her parents were very happy because she was admitted to a prestigious university and gave her a more expensive necklace, she usually only wore the one Wen Yan gave her.
And now—the hollow of her collarbone was empty.
Wen Yan withdrew his gaze angrily.
He left so decisively three years ago and said such cruel words.
Why was this person now able to talk to her as if nothing had happened?
And herself - Wen Yan thought somewhat dejectedly - she must look extremely embarrassed now.
"Then do you want a car? I can buy it for you after a while."
Wen Yan was stunned for a long time before looking at her in surprise.
The other person looked indifferent, as if he was just asking about the weather.
This person is indeed generous after becoming financially independent.
"No, let's talk about the car when I have some free time to get a driver's license."
"Okay then."
So the two of them stopped talking.
In the silence, Wen Yan noticed that classmates from all directions were secretly looking over here.
We have been classmates for three years. No matter how good-looking I am today, they wouldn't look at me like that, so they could only be looking at Wen Zhili.
It's this familiar and long-lost feeling again.
There was some pride because Wen Zhili was her sister.
But she also felt a little uncomfortable because she hoped Wen Zhili would only be hers.
She hated the naked covetousness in other people's eyes when they looked at Wen Zhili - especially those boys of the same age.
"Alright, parents and friends, please hand the letter you prepared for your child to her now!"
Wen Yan was stunned. She knew there was this link and every parent had to write a letter to their child.
I just don't know if Wen Zhili...
"Yes."
Just as I was feeling nervous, a brown paper envelope was extended in front of me, held by a slender, fair hand.
This envelope really suits the style of its owner.
Wen Yan lowered his head and took it gently, not daring to look at the person next to him.
What would she write in it?
Will you mention the incident three years ago?
Wen Yan suppressed the trembling of her fingertips and slowly opened the envelope.
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